I don't have a specific type of guy I like. For me it's not just the looks that matter, but I need to find you interesting enough to start up a good conversation and I have to feel comfortable enough around you in order to agree to go out on a date. I met Mr. Sunshine at the office of a distant cousin. I had to bring him something for his mother and his friend was there too. Without knowing me he started to flirt abundantly, telling me how many women he's had. I thought he was an annoying self centered prick who was too full of himself and had an ego bigger than the Titanic.He was one of those guys who said he could always "get any girl he wants".
As a friend of my cousin we saw each other on a regular basis, and you know how it goes. He becomes your friend, the annoying traits become less annoying until you barely notice them.
One evening he asked me out, not on a date, but just going out as friends.He had a business meeting at the bar where we were both regulars, I was going out anyway, so we decided that I would pick him up there and go out dancing. Upon arriving at the bar I saw him sitting at a table talking to a woman, so I figured that she was his meeting. After about 20 minutes he came up to me and said he was ready to go. I paid my tab, got up and started walking towards my car only to see him and (lets call her) Mary standing next to it. "This is Mary. She is joining us tonight" At this point I didn't have enough alcohol in my system to make a scene, but just enough for it to annoy me.
"So is she driving her own car there?"
"No Mary doesn't have a car, but come on, you car can easily take 3 people right?"
Again ... I didn't want to make a scene and spoil my evening, so Mr. Sunshine and Mary got into the car ... both in the backseat. I felt like a taxi driver taking a guy and his date to a party.
When we got to the club Mary wanted to sit by the bar and I wanted to dance.
You do understand that by now I was so annoyed with Mary, that i wanted to send her all the way to Bethlehem. I left them at the bar and went to the dance floor. A little while later they joined me on the dance floor, but it wasn't long before Mary wanted to leave.He came up to me and asked if I could give him and Mary a ride home, because she was bored and Tired.The look on my face was enough for Mary to call a cab and I never saw him or her again
